Cui Qian looked at Tang Mian's back absentmindedly. It took her a while to realize what she was doing. Her face couldn't help but feel a little hot, and there was an uncontrollable layer of sullenness deep in her eyes.
If it weren't for the fact that Eleanor was still somewhat useful, how could she be so groveling and nice to a young painter? But she didn't even appreciate it!
Simply abominable!
Cui Qian cursed in her heart, but couldn't help feeling panicked.
As early as Fu Liangyuan agreed to attend Cui's business banquet, she had already sent an electronic invitation letter to Fu Liangyuan's mailbox, and she also deliberately moved the time earlier.
But now, the banquet is about to start, but Fu Liangyuan hasn't arrived yet...
Shouldn't he stop coming?
It was said that Fu Liangyuan was ill and had not gone to the company in the past two days. Even though she had gone to the company before for a meeting, she had not even seen Fu Liangyuan!
Although she was Fu Liangyuan's secretary, Song Yuan contacted her for many of Fu Liangyuan's matters, and she rarely dealt with Fu Liangyuan face to face.
Cui Qian didn't hesitate for long, and quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed Fu Liangyuan's number, lest Fu Liangyuan was busy and forgot about this matter.
"Hello, the number you dialed is not in the service area. Please call again later, sorry..." Cui Qian was shocked when she heard the mechanical female voice on the phone.
Unexpectedly, I can’t get through?!
I called three times but couldn't get through.
In desperation, Cui Qian could only dial Song Yuan's number. As soon as the call was connected, she quickly said: "Special Assistant Song, please contact Mr. Fu for me. He has already agreed to the banquet of our Cui family.
Participated, you see..."
"This is not on Mr. Fu's itinerary." Song Yuan answered in a very businesslike manner, "I will convey it to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yuan hung up the call.
"Bah!" The first time he hung up the phone, Song Yuan looked disdainful and snorted, "I really thought that I hid my little thoughts well. The purpose is so strong. It's a human being, and anyone with eyes can see it.
Come out, I just like Mr. Fu!"
"You are like me. You are not as good as Madam in any way. You still want to take Madam's place and be the mistress? Tsk!"
Although he looked down upon Cui Qian's behavior, Song Yuan did not make any small moves. He still called Fu Liangyuan and reported the matter on time.
Happy heart garden.
Fu Liangyuan sat at the dining table, his brows furrowed tightly, somewhat doubtful about life.
Everything seems to have changed.
He had a particularly stable biological clock, but he suddenly woke up at three in the morning. Nothing he saw had changed, but it seemed that everything had changed.
The pillows, quilt covers, shampoo, shower gel, everything seemed to smell different. His mind, ears, and even the air were telling him that something was wrong!
Now, even the breakfast in front of him was exactly the same as what he had eaten on weekdays, but there was something wrong about it, as if something was missing.
In this world, no matter what is missing, the earth will never stop rotating. How could he, Fu Liangyuan, lose something and even his life becomes unpleasant?
Fu Liangyuan put down his chopsticks heavily, his face was gloomy, the blue under his eyes, and the green stubble on his chin all showed that he was tired.
At this moment, the mobile phone placed on the table suddenly vibrated.
He pressed the answer button and Song Yuan's voice sounded on the phone: "Mr. Fu, Secretary Cui Qian and Cui called and talked about Cui's business banquet. Do you want to attend?"